Gems in the mega rough voL:XVXVXVXXX- raw soul

By tdf, August 26, 2016

Its been a while,

since I have come across any new sound which makes me smile,

and bounce,

eager to pounce,

inspire or trounce…

Yet maybe I am stuck in the past…

I have come across a gold mine…pieces of aural history which have been seldom heard, yet some…will find it classic. True gems in the mega rough. In a Now in which we are inundated with bullshit wannabe echoes of quality.

The music is too good to offer any emissions of self, of a lost soul, finding reason to bounce and allow the beats to become tides flowing through my mangled synapses….

I am fearful of adding such sounds to my day. For the reactions I reshape, as much as you can redirect a cork pushed down in the champagne and on its return voyage to the surface, will be altered. I will be reminded of wanting, needing, always to feel meaning in every moment. Honest communion, my wrath revealed, my belongings following me swiftly out the building, as ‘friends’ of 6 years do the bidding of the same overseers who treat them like serfs…as I am treated as such in turn. Yet I bear fangs. When faced with people sucking the corporate teat, absent of romance, of deviance, of adventure. Good corporate citizens, fearful of the Corporation.

“from the sky, I drop exotic potions…..”

The production of all the above is exceptionally smooth and top drawer. Yet the lyrics are often lame. They sound amazing, as an instrument accompanying the beats, but when pondered absent of the soundscape, they seem silly. At best…Yet the last track, has hectic poetry which makes wicked sense, as well as the bounce and is sublime.

Modern day impersonations are plentiful and irritating. A sound so aggressive must be felt as real, as a roar from a realm which demands to be heard. They have to have lived the life they speak. And its easy to tell the difference between those spouting and shouting and those reporting from the front lines…

Every track is a classic.